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Ok folks, this is where it gets juicy and there might be sex involved so leave
now if you can't stomach it.

Chapter
3:
Wimp and Rescue

Organic Chemistry
wasn't so bad. A lot of older students were struggling to comprehend what Prof.
Johnson was saying about alkenes. I mean, come on! People should already know
what those are if they are in this class. I visited to the ARC to find that
Adam tutored right after lunch. I had no classes during that time so I might as
well try and seduce him. We'll see how far I can get. Someone as good looking
as him must have experimented with guys.

I met Lane for lunch and we talked about how
classes were going and how he needed help in Calculus. I was more than happy to
help him until I found out that he wanted me to do his homework rather than
help him do it. Jerk. I loved Calc and I can easily make up wrong answers for
him. I walked him to his next class since it was on the way towards the
Academic Resource Center.

There were barely
any students at the ARC since mostly everyone in this school did not need
tutoring. A few students were at the Math table; a small group huddled around
the Physics table and not a soul on the Chemistry table. The only thing that
occupied it was a body of a creature that showcased terrible beauty that lit a
veiled flame inside my body causing me to sweat and my heart to pound every
other beat. Adam Belmont sat there by himself, his striking features enhanced
by his crisped short sleeve polo. It was one of those semi-see-through polo
shirts that you'd wear in Puerto Rico or in the Bahamas.

The table was at the
other end of the room and I felt my heart slow down and my stomach churn, as I
got closer.

"Are you the
chemistry tutor?" I heard myself say in a tone higher than usual.

"Yep. You need help
with something, buddy?"

Of course he was the
Chemistry tutor! There was a big sign that said `chemistry tutor' on the table.
He called me `buddy' and I felt my forehead dab with sweat. I sat next to him
and stared at his biceps. Each time he flexed, my cock twitched and got harder
and harder. I wanted to feel his guns so bad and trace my finger over its
lining.

"Umm...I have Organic
Chemistry and I have no idea what is going on," I lied.

"Yeah Orgo is a big
bummer."

I was about to
protest and tell him I am doing just fine but that would be stupid since I told
him I was completely clueless. I tried my best to act as straight as possible,
not giving any signs that I fantasized about him. I didn't want to make a
complete fool of myself just in case the guy was indeed straight.

"Is there a specific
chapter you need help in?" Adam asked, his smoky hazel eyes burning a hole in
my head. The way he asked me was so sexy that I thought I was about to break. I
was so close to him and any closer would lead me to a meltdown.

"Umm...well we did
chapter 3 today and I wasn't getting anything my professor was telling me."

"No problem buddy I
can explain all to you if you want."

Adam explained to me
the whole of chapter 3 but none of the words that came out of his perfect mouth
were encoded into my brain. I just sat there next to him watching him look at
me and then back towards the book doing certain examples. He was really good at
explaining because he did it with a style that enabled a few details to escape
into this corrupted mind of mine.

Before I knew it
Adam had to go because his shift was over. I did not intend on staying for the
other tutor but I had to leave in a way that wouldn't make it obvious that I
wasn't here for tutoring. Adam flashed a smile at me before he left the room
and my dick sprang into full attention.

I returned the next
day pretending to be in need of help again. I couldn't help myself. I couldn't
resist not seeing him for another day. I tried to look as clueless as possible
but also with a hint of eagerness and desperation to be ready for an upcoming
test.

"So what's your
name?" Adam asked me while I did some problems on my own.

"Miles."

"Nice to meet you
Miles, I'm Adam." He held out his hand and I shook it gladly.

"I know." It was
obvious since he had a little nametag on.

"You a sophomore?"

"Nah, I'm a
freshman."

"Are you really?
Taking Orgo quite early, aren't we?"

"Yes...and a struggle
it's been so far," I lied. We got our quizzes back today and I scored a 19 out
of 20. I was far from struggling but
me being here was probably the only way I can get close to Adam.

"Don't worry you'll
be fine. Just come down here if you need help with anything."

My heart leapt out
of my chest. Adam was inviting me to see him again. Well...sort of.

My schoolboy crush
on Adam surged into an obsession. Whenever he saw me in the halls, he nodded at
me and I gave a little wave. I was guessing that the nod was a sign of
acknowledgement and nothing more. I was so obsessed that I really went to a
department store to find Adam's cologne. I sampled numerous brands but none of
them matched Adam's elegant/masculine scent.

I visited Adam every
other day so that it wouldn't look too weird when I visited him each time. I
pretended that we had a quiz the next day or I wasn't sure about some homework
problems. I was actually fine in Orgo. I just wanted to be close to Adam. I
wanted to smell him and rub my arms against him when I'd point to something in
the book. His arm was solid and beefy and I could tell he worked them almost
everyday.

I never see him in
the cafeteria and I couldn't find his address in the campus directory so I
assumed that he lived off campus. I was on my way to the library when I ran
into Adam and two of his well-built jock friends. One of them I had a crush on
during the first week because I saw him jogging shirtless around campus early
in the morning. The other with blonde spiky hair worked out in the gym almost
everyday. I haven't seen Adam shirtless yet but when I do, I will surely cream
my pants when my eyes make contact with his granite carved chest.

I slowed down and
pretended to be looking for something in my bag. I walked past Adam and his
buddies hoping to get noticed.

"Hey Miles!"

I turned around to
see Adam jogging towards me.

"How did you do on
that test?"

"What test?"

"Uh...the one that I
reviewed you for. For Orgo?"

Oh shit. There was
no test. I pretended that there would be so he'd spend extra time with me. Oh
shit. I tried to keep my look as casual as possible so that he wouldn't be able
to read my facial expressions.

"Oh. I didn't do
very well," I lied.

"Really?"

"Yeah I wasn't sure
about a couple of reactions."

Adam shot me a look and
smiled. "You seemed to have understood it when we went over it last week."

Like I pay attention
to what you say! Most of the time my eyes wondered his body. He usually wore
shirts that outlined his tight upper body and indicated that he had hard pecs.
One time he bent over to pick up a pencil I dropped and I saw his underwear
lining and parts of his back! So hott! He'd usually pat me on the back whenever
I'd leave and I'd go off to my room and fist my cock because I wasn't getting
any and I can only contain myself for so long.

Beads of sweat began
to form on my forehead and my cock was twitching in my pants. I have never
experienced this before with any of the guys I slept around with. What made
Adam any different? Well...maybe the fact that he is STRAIGHT and not gay! Who am
I kidding? Why am I trying so hard?

Adam grabbed my
shoulder and my cock twitched again. Forget what I said earlier. This guy is
staying on my fantasy list! He is just too good looking! I can stare at him all
day! My heart started beating faster and the beads of sweat started to trickle
down the side of my face.

"You ok buddy?"
asked Adam as he saw me starting to sweat.

"Yeah I'm not
feeling to well. I'm just gonna go back to my room and rest."

"Oh okay. Well just
let me know if you need anymore help."

"Definitely."

At least I had
something to look forward to now.

-_-_-_-
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- -

"Hey handsome!"

I looked up and saw Hannah hovering above me
while I was finishing my sandwich in the dining hall.

"Hello beautiful," I replied. And I wasn't
lying either.

Hannah sat down next to me with her tray of
food. I see her around campus and I hung out with her and her roommate a couple
of times but other than that, we barely have time to sit down with each other
and talk...or gossip rather.

"So how's the whole `I wanna sleep with Adam'
mission going?"

I shot her a look to keep her voice down.
"Good, I guess. Hopefully he doesn't notice me trying to see what's under his
shirt all the time."

"Oh god he is hott. Tell me how he is when
you succeed."

Hannah's comments always made me laugh. I was
surprised at myself for how well I handled someone knowing about my sexuality.
Like I said earlier, I felt comfortable with Hannah knowing and it felt good to
talk to someone about other hott guys.

"Do you know where he lives?" I asked hoping
that Hannah would know where my walking sex fantasy lived.

"Nope."

I frowned. Had I known, I would have followed
him to his house and spied on him. Then he'd catch me, take me to his room and
have his way with me. That was only a fantasy though but one that kept me hard
during Animal Physiology.

"Don't worry. I know what it's like not
getting laid for more than a month."

"Really? Am I supposed to be frustrated and
irritated?"

"Yup."

"What if I want more from him?"

"Like what?"

"I don't know..."

"Oh shit! You're in love with him!"

Shit. I winced at her remark. There was no
way I was in love with Adam! How could I be! All I do is stare at the guy and
have sex fantasies about him! What is this girl thinking?!

"Anyway. There's this guy in my Chemistry
class and he is FINE!"

"How fine?" I asked feigning interest.
I found it hard to believe that there was another guy who matched Adam's ravishing
beauty.

"So FINE! And you know what else?"

"What?"

"He's gay."

Oh Shit. How come I never met the guy? Surely
if he was FINE then I would have noticed him by now. But then the cute boy
population in this school is LARGE so why am I being so hard on myself. One guy
at a time Miles. You can't sleep with them all!

I made a mental note to ask Hannah to stop
using that `g' word around me. I mean I liked guys but I hated being labeled. I
didn't feel comfortable discussing my sexuality with her either. I wasn't up
for discussing it with anyone! I'll ask her to label me as horny and curious.
Which I was indeed.

"Seen Professor Wilder lately?"

Actually I haven't seen that sexy professor
of mine in a while.

"No I haven't. Why?"

"Ok I was passing by and I stared at him
because he was just so good looking and he winked at me!"

"Well I'd wink too if someone beautiful like
you stared at me."

"You are so sweet!" Hannah leaned in and
kissed me on the cheek. I turned to see a couple of envious girls giving Hannah
the evil eye.

"I wonder if Prof. Wilder works out," I asked
remembering how well his body was structured and that he didn't wear an
undershirt. HOT!

I had no idea what possessed me to say those
words. I've never discussed my feelings for other guys with anyone before. The
guys I did sleep with didn't like it when I talked about other guys so I kept my
mouth shut and only opened it when I moaned their names.

"I'm going to get more food. You better take
care of that," Hannah said indicating my hard-on that tented my jeans.

_ _ _
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_ _ _

I fisted my cock on my bed with the covers on my ankles just in case Lane
walked in. I thought about Adam fucking me hard and then thoughts of Prof.
Wilder came into my head and he fucked me on his desk. I touched myself and
kept moaning, whimpering as I came so close to--

The sex between my hand and me was cut short
with my cell phone ringing. I wanted to finish but my curiosity as to who would
be calling me now had me pulling my pants up.

The number did not register with my caller
ID. This had better be good.

"Hello?" I tried not to sound so irritated.

"Miles?"

I felt a smile creeping over my face.

"Adrienne?"

"How are you?"

Well I was jacking off a minute ago.

"Abstinent."

"Hehe. Good for you. How are your classes?"

By the time we had gone through talking about
how her classes were killing her slowly, my cock went limp. I did not feel like
reviving it. I wish I wasn't so sexually depraved. Had I been back home, I
would just roam around downtown scouring gay bars for sexy guys. If only I had
a car...

"Miles? Are you there?"

Whoops. I forgot Adrienne was on the other
line.

"Yep. I'm here."

"Me and my roommate are gonna go eat now.
I'll call you later, ok?"

"Ok."

Had I been attracted to girls, people would
probably think I'm the luckiest guy in the world with a girl like Adrienne
chasing after me. I also kissed her remember? What lapse in sanity caused me to
do that? People were watching all over! Shit. Well Adrienne was a pretty girl.
Kissing her was...Nevermind. I'm not going to say that I had more fun kissing
other guys. Thank god she was far away and I had the whole semester to work
things out.

***

I sat on my bed waiting for Lane to come back. He usually worked out everyday
at the gym for about an hour so he should be arriving any moment now. He'd be
all sweaty and still looked good. While I waited I browsed this underground
site for discreet closet cases like me for a nearby bar where I can hook up
with someone. This sex deprivation can only last for so long.

I also worked on an excuse for Lane to lend
him his car for the evening. He was a really nice guy and I'm sure he wouldn't
mind. Hopefully my excuse would be good enough. The nearest `underground' bar
was somewhere downtown along the lakeshore. From my experience, the hottest guys
go on a school night.

Lane walked in a few minutes later all sweaty
like he'd always be after a workout.

"Hey buddy," Lane greeted me.

"Hey roommate."

"Would you stop calling me that?"

"Why? You don't like it?" Hehe. I loved
playing around with him.

Lane peeled off his shirt and threw it in his
hamper. His torso was wet and water dripped down his smooth back. He peeled off
his workout shorts and he was left with only his boxers.

"Um...DO you think I can borrow your car for
tonight? I promise I'll take care of it."

Lane eyed me curiously. "Where are you
going?"

"Downtown somewhere."

"Ok."

That was easy. I was surprised that he didn't
put up an argument. I would have if it had been my car.

"Just let me take a shower and I'll drive
you."

WTF?!

"What?" Lane said smiling.

"I kinda have to go alone."

"Why?"

"Umm...secret."

"Why do you always keep things from me?"

Shit. I did not want to argue with Lane while
he was in his boxers! I found it so hard to NOT stare at his tight upper body
and his six-pack.

"And what makes you think that I would let
you drive my car?"

"I thought we were friends..." I said sadly.

"Oh please. Don't play cute with me! I just
want to know where you're going!"

Dammit. It didn't work. At least he noticed
me being cute.

"Ok fine," I said trying not to sound
desperate. "I have a date tonight."

How pathetic. And I didn't have my own car
here.

"Oh," Lane said wide-eyed. "With who?"

"Girl I met in the beginning of the year."

"She hott?"

"Scorching."

"Wow. Should I be jealous?"

"Well if you don't lend me your car, then
no."

Lane chuckled. "Yeah you can borrow it. I
trust that you won't get into an accident?"

"No I won't. I promise."

Lane walked over to his desk drawer and
tossed me his keys.

"Have her home before midnight."

***

While Lane in the shower, I threw on my black
clubbing outfit, fixed my hair and made my way towards to parking lot.

"Where are you going?"

I turned around to see Hannah sitting down on
a bench reading a magazine.

"Somewhere," I said trying not to sound rude.

"Liar. You have a date tonight!"

Damn. This girl can see right through me.
Well in a way...

"Are you going to get lucky?"

"Not if you keep talking to me," I said smiling.

"Oh alright. By the way, you look smokin' in
that black top of yours."

"Thanks for the confidence boost."

"I don't think you'd need it," she said as if
she was about to eat me. "Now go before I rip your clothes off."

***

The drive down to Tartarus (the club
I'm going to) took like forty minutes. It's so boring when you drive long
distances by yourself. I was extra careful along the way because I did not want
to scathe Lane's car. He'd probably kill me and I'd have to leave school and
find a job to pay off the damage.

Tartarus was dark, gloomy and creepy
as hell on the outside. Goes to show my desperation.

Things lightened up on the inside. The
`bouncer' (they weren't really called that) was cute and he mimicked a kiss
when I passed by. Unlike the exterior, the interior was handsomely designed.
Very masculine colors of red, black and...yellow? Well I wasn't sure about the
yellow but the place looked very straight to me. There were only two females in
the entire room and the rest were hott guys around the ages of 21-26. I didn't
really see anyone my age. After all, it was an "underground" site.

Thank god most of the guys who were in The
Underground were hott, single and successful. Everyone was wearing dark colors
since the site said that the dress code was usually black or dark blue. Not
purple. Purple would be too...queer, I guess.

Everyone was mingling with each other. None
of the guys here matched Adam's masculine beauty. Compared to him, they were on
the bottom end of my hottness spectrum.

I ordered a drink, non-alcoholic mind you,
and took an empty seat near the makeout booths. Some guys caught my attention
and I caught the attention of those who were already talking to someone. I just
sat there sipping my drink, trying to look as edgy as possible.

"Is this seat taken?"

I looked up to see a guy who looked about 21
with dirty blonde hair and a 5 o'clock shadow. He was a few inches taller than
me. I thought 5 o'clock shadows were weird and indicated that a guy was lazy to
shave but on this guy, it looked sexy. He was wearing a tight black long sleeve
that showed his firm chest and sharp nipples through the thin fabric.

"I'm Dan," he said offering his hand for me
to shake. He wasn't the best-looking guy here but then I realized that everyone
here was pretty much decent looking. I guess he'd have to do.

"Miles," I said shaking his hand.

First name only. Never give out a last name.

Dan looked totally straight. Despite his
choice of clothing, he had very manly gestures. No one would ever assume that
he liked guys.

"So what do you do?" Dan asked.

"Oh I'm a student. You?"

"I'm a writer."

Wow. A writer. He must be a good writer from
the looks of it. Most writers were starving and looked like a mess but Dan
looked relaxed and had an air of success about him.

"You're cute," Dan said sipping his drink.
WOW! Out of nowhere. He was really upfront about it too! Not that I didn't like
being complimented.

"Thanks. You're not so bad yourself."

"You a top or bottom?"

"Uhh...depends on the guy."

Damn. This place was like a chat room where
you chat with people you could see so that makes the experience more
interesting. Dan looked at me while I looked around the room.

"Find any other interesting guys?" he asked.

"Nope. You?"

"Yes. He's sitting right in front of me."

***

Dan closed the curtains behind him, grabbed
the back of my head and planted his lips on mine. He pulled my hair and forced
his tongue inside my mouth. WTF? This is not what I had expected when he wanted
a make out session!

I pushed him away as he continued to assault
me. I liked aggressive guys but Dan was being somewhat of a prick.

I shoved him back again and his head hit a
frame. I made my way out of the club through a back door at the end of the
hallway lined with makeout booths. I saw Lane's car parked a few feet away when
I felt someone's hand grab my collar and threw me back into the alley.

An angry Dan towered over me. The look on his
face scared the crap out of me.

"So you want me to fuck you on the ground,
huh? A fag like you needs to be roughed up like a good bitch!"

"Go to hell asshole!" That was the best
response I could think of. I was no good at this. I should have been panicking
but I remained calm hoping that I could talk my way out of this. I wanted to
run to Lane's car, start the engine and run this fucker off the road.

"Come here bitch," Dan said grabbing my shirt
and slamming me against the wall. I felt Dan's fist collide with my mouth and
drops of blood were shed on the floor. I thought my skull cracked when it made
contact with the hard wall. I winced and grabbed the back of my head while Dan
continued to rough me up.

"Let me go!" I screamed. I wondered if anyone
inside could hear me. My head hurt so bad that I thought I was going to faint
or something.

"Want me to fuck you? Huh? Fuck your sweet
little ass?"

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!"

Dan unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down
to my ankles. This was so gross. I was semi-bare in this creepy alley with a
guy who was about to rape me! I mean, my ass had been assaulted before but
there was always lube and condoms involved. I was not too keen on being fucked
raw.

He turned me around and gave my butt cheeks a
HARD slap. I wasn't really into the whole bondage thing so the slapping hurt. I
heard Dan unzipping his zipper and felt his hard organ poke against my
entrance.

I felt a piece of cloth go wrap around my
mouth and my arms being twisted back. I winced as I tried flailing away from
his grasp. I was about to get raped!

Suddenly I felt Dan's cock lose contact with
my hole and my arms being roughly released. I don't know exactly what happened
but I heard something hit what sounded like a dumpster. I quickly pulled my
pants up and turned to see what had happened to my attacker.

Dan's body was slumped against the dumpster
and he looked unconscious. I wonder who saved me? I felt like some wimp in a
movie where the hero--

"Miles, you okay?"

I turned around. The whole world stopped. My
heart went in circles. I had to look twice.

"Adam?"

Adam Belmont stepped closer and examined my
bloodied lip. I couldn't believe my eyes. ADAM BELMONT! HERE! He rescued me
from the clutches of my would-be rapist. I had no idea how to feel. Elated?
Overjoyed? Relieved? SO many emotions surged through my body. I couldn't
breathe. I was so tired. Before I knew it the whole world turned black.

TO BE CONTINUED

Hope you guys liked Chapter 3. I tend to
ramble off when writing my stories. Ok don't worry Chapter 4 will have sex in
it! So stay tuned! Send your feedback/comments to hard_drive75@hotmail.com. I like it
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